I do not see a reason to ever buy shoes in a retail store again.
I do not see a reason to go to a sporting goods store again.
As I am sure most of you have noticed, I am working out again ... seriously, I am. After nearly destroying my hip training for and running the only race I have ever run (a Philly marathon four years ago), I decided it was time to get back to doing something besides running.
At age 53, a lot hurts when working out, but unless so I decided it was time. While trying lots of different types of training, it became clear that my two-year-old running shoes were shot. I needed new comfortable shoes (as Forrest Gump would say) and since street running is out of my life, I wanted a training shoe.
So on Monday I went to Dick's Sporting Goods because I also wanted a yeti Bama—USC football will be here before you know it and I need to keep my drinks cold.
Like many consumers, I went online to learn about training shoes that would work for running on a treadmill and for floor exercises. Again, at my age I just can't buy any shoe ... at least that is what I have been told by other old people. I also know which brands fit my size 12.5 foot the best, so I narrowed it down. But because comfort is so important, I wanted to try them on.
While at Dick’s I found two of the three brands and styles recommended online. I held them patiently while store associates buzzed by me. Ten minutes went by and finally someone asked if I needed help, which unless I had a shoe fetish was pretty obvious. I asked for a size 12.5 in those two styles. Five minutes passed and he brings out all they have ... a 12 and 13. I knew neither would fit, but hoped something had changed with those brands.
So I went online and found a few others that might work and grabbed the floor models. I waited another 10 minutes for a sales associate, who again asks if I need help. I ask for a 12.5 in those options. Another 10 minutes passed and he comes out with a 12 and 13 and says they don't have a 12.5 in stock. So again, I reluctantly tried them on.
So then I found a brand/style that is well-stocked, but is typically a bit wide for my narrower 12.5 foot. I wait another 10 minutes or so and the manager comes by and asks if I need help. I said I would like to try those shoes in a 12.5. He looks at me and says, "We only carry even sizes after size 12, so we won't have a 12.5." In my calmest voice possible (not calm) I told him about being there for over 40 minutes trying on shoes and no one ever telling me that they don't carry a 12.5.
I went toward the exit and saw the yeti that I wanted. The trip wasn't a total loss ... and it was on sale! So I grabbed it and headed to the register, where nearly 30 people were in line waiting for one cashier to check everyone out. Another showed up, but was still trying to figure out how to open the register when I left empty-handed.
Next, I went to Wegmans to do my "honey-do" shopping list, but first found solace in a cold Manhattan at the Wegmans restaurant (genius) and calmed down before a person told me the aisles for buying arugula, half and half, heavy cream, eggs, yogurt, and stainless steel cleaner It’s like the Nordstrom of food stores.
When I got home, I went online to Zappos.com. Apparently my wife is a VIP member because when I signed in, VIP balloons showed up. I ordered my shoes and put them into the shopping cart (a GIF of them jumped in). I also got my yeti, which also jumped in. Oh, and I ordered some shoes for spinning since my huge 12.5 running shoe barely fits into the toe clip on a spin bike. I was done shopping in five minutes. I was sent a confirmation email, and shortly thereafter a tracking email, and was told I would receive them today (with no shipping cost).
I would still like to have tried on the shoes, but the experience was so bad and Zappos made the automated experience so easy that I couldn't imagine going back. It disrupted the shoe and sporting goods industry for me.
Wegmans made shopping a better experience. Sure, I might love Amazon's order and pickup model of the future. But getting a drink (or two) before shopping was brilliant both in terms of the margin it made on me as well as the additional products I bought because of it. And the person who could tell I was "lost" made the store seem much smaller.
It's easy to disrupt when everyone can offer the same product but one finds a way to deliver better customer service or a better experience.